A line of coal across the lid
A swipe of black added to the lash
Loose curls cascading down
Don't look in the mirror they said
Conceited

A ratty old Tee
The mane of curls tied in a knot
Torn faded blue jeans hugging at the waist
Don't look in the mirror they said
Ugly

But today was a new day
The insecurities continued to whisper in her ear
Don't look in the Mirror
Monster

She decided not to listen
She slowly raised her eyes
The girl stared back at her
She was not conceited
She was not ugly
Nor was she a monster

She was a girl
The reflection spoke those simple words
In that breath taking moment
I was flawless